After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 12

Song Wenzhi pointed at her, and his angry voice was mixed with disappointment and disgust: "How can I have a daughter like you?!"

Song Jiuxi clenched her palms tightly, her eyes hurt.

In the past, as long as she heard Song Wenzhi say this, she felt that she had done something wrong, and she felt uneasy and deeply shocked.

Then keep looking for reasons from yourself, forcing yourself to do better.

In the previous life, Song Jiuxi thought that she was not doing well. She also worked hard to study poetry, calligraphy and painting, but no matter what she did, she couldn't compare to Song Wanwan.

Because Song Wenzhi looked down on her, the only daughter he recognized in his heart was Song Wanwan.

Listening to Song Wenzhi's words now, Song Jiuxi can already feel calm.

"Aunt Qiu and my younger sister take it without asking, that is stealing? Father, do you think I am right?"

"Bastard! That's your aunt, your own sister, you, you... let me down!"

Song Wenzhi was furious, Qiu Ting pretended to stop him from the side, Song Wanwan lowered her head and red eyes, Lin Anyan was beside her distressedly wanting to comfort but dared not.

Looking at the appearance of this family, Song Jiuxi became the outsider who bullied them.

Zhao Hongjun looked at her disapprovingly, and said, "Mrs. Yan, it's just a bracelet and a hairpin, you have to be forgiving and forgiving."

Lin Anyan clenched his fists and said angrily, "Song Jiuxi, I'll give you how much money you want! Take the money and get out, don't even think about bullying Wan Wan later."

"Mr. Lin is really a caring person. Why don't you marry my younger sister as soon as possible."

Just as Song Wanwan was about to speak, Lin Anyan said angrily: "Song Jiuxi, don't worry, I only have Wanwan in my heart, and I will definitely marry Wanwan."

Song Wanwan was so angry that she clenched her handkerchief tightly, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

Lin Anyan didn't even look at his identity, a son of an earl, how dare he miss her!
She is going to marry into the East Palace, and she will be the mother of the world in the future.

Zhao Hongjun didn't want to see the situation getting more and more chaotic. Song Wenzhi was still the prince and tutor, a member of his East Palace.

If Song Wenzhi loses face, people will only say that the prince taught by such a person is also problematic.

Zhao Hongjun said: "Mrs. Yan, let's buy this bracelet and hairpin alone. You can make a price."

"500 taels."

"it is good."

Zhao Hongjun was afraid that Ye Chang would have many dreams, so he knew that Song Jiuxi was asking for a price indiscriminately, so he didn't let it go, so he gave her 500 taels of silver directly.

Zhao Hongjun said softly: "Madam Yan's dowry, should I send someone to send it back to the Principality's mansion?"

"No need." Song Jiuxi directly refused.

Zhao Hongjun didn't give up: "Madam Yan's dowry contains 68 liters. If you don't send someone to deliver it, Madam Yan might not be able to take it back by herself."

"Don't bother Your Highness the Crown Prince to worry about..." Song Jiuxi was refusing, when he suddenly heard the sound of iron hooves approaching rapidly.

She looked away, then smiled.

"My minister sees His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Luo Feng dismounted from his horse, and even the Xiao Yiwei with a team of 50 people behind him got off his horse and knelt down on one knee.

Fifty people moved in unison, and there was a cold and piercing sound when the black armor collided.

With their arrival, there was a chilling air blowing over them.

Then Yan Shubai was pushed by Qingdai, passed through Xiaoyiwei, and walked in front of everyone.

This piece of world was completely silent.

The people watching outside the door lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Xiao Yiwei. Song Wenzhi and Song Wanwan's faces were pale, and when their eyes touched the cold armor on Xiao Yiwei's body, they looked away in shock.

Wherever Xiaoyiwei went, there was nothing but fear.

Since Yan Shubai was poisoned two years ago, Yan Shubai and Xiao Yiwei almost disappeared from the eyes of the public.

They rarely saw Xiao Yiwei, so that everyone almost forgot that there were General Ming Xiao and Xiao Yiwei in the capital.

Yan Shubai said with a pale face: "This minister is inconvenient to move, I hope His Highness the Crown Prince will forgive me."

Zhao Hongjun's face froze, and then he recovered and said, "What's wrong with Shubai, you are not in good health, why don't you take more rest?"

Yan Shubai looked at Song Jiuxi, coughed and said with a smile: "I heard that my newly married wife has returned to her natal family, so I wanted to come and have a look together."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Song Wenzhi again, nodded, and shouted out of face: "My lord father-in-law."

Song Wenzhi's eyes trembled, and he didn't dare to agree to the call of his father-in-law.

Who is Yan Shubai, the blood-clothed general, the god of war who kills without batting an eyelid.Taking pleasure in killing, in his eyes, there are only those who can kill and those who cannot.

Even in the Marquis of Changping, the crown prince and Taifu were classified among those who could be killed in Yan Shubai's eyes.

Don't look at Yan Shubai looking weak now, but no one dares to underestimate him.

If he wanted to, none of the people here could survive.

But isn't Yan Shubai dying of illness?

Didn't the doctor say that he won't survive a month?
How can I still come out?

Song Wenzhi was terrified, so he heard Yan Shubai say: "I haven't come here yet to thank my father-in-law for marrying such a good daughter to me."

Song Wenzhi smiled awkwardly, but he couldn't answer this question.

Yan Shubai looked at Song Jiuxi and asked, "Ma'am, is it ready? It's ready, let's go home."

Song Jiuxi waved his sleeves and said, "Take away the dowry from 68 here."

Luo Feng and the others moved quickly, a team of Xiaoyiwei went in and out of the warehouse back and forth, and removed most of the things inside in a short while.

Qiu Ting was dumbfounded and stared blankly.

After Yan Shubai came, Song Wenzhi didn't dare to say a word.

Song Jiuxi walked to Qing Dai, and Qing Dai gave her the position behind Yan Shubai.

When Song Jiuxi entered the door just now, he asked Qingdai to go back to the Duke's mansion to find Yan Shubai, and asked him to send someone to help her carry the dowry.

Song Jiuxi didn't expect it to happen.

She also thought that if Yan Shubai didn't wake up sickly, or if she disagreed, then she would ask Qingdai to hire a group of people to come over.

Unexpectedly, Yan Shubai really let Xiao Yiwei come over, and he himself also came.

When Yan Shubai came, even if someone was dissatisfied, he dared not take a breath.

Even Zhao Hongjun spoke politely to Yan Shubai, let alone the people of Song Mansion.

But Song Jiuxi didn't expect that there was someone who was not afraid of death.

Song Wanwan walked up to Yan Shubai and Song Jiuxi, she bent down and saluted.

She has a light body and gentle and elegant movements. The white and elegant dress on her body follows her movements, like a white lotus slowly blooming, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Song Wanwan said softly: "General Ming Xiao, this marriage was personally bestowed by the Holy One. My sister did not prepare in advance. If my sister did something wrong and made the general angry, please forgive me."

Song Wenxi looked at Song Wanwan, his eyes turned cold.

No matter what time it was, Song Wanwan would make her feel uncomfortable.

In front of Yan Shubai, she said that Song Jiuxi did not marry him voluntarily.

If Yan Shubai is really that cruel and bloodthirsty person, Song Jiuxi won't survive tonight.

Song Jiuxi looked at Song Wanwan coldly, she wanted to see what Song Wanwan had to say.

(End of this chapter)